I Expect My Life To End Pretty

He Drank His First Strong Liquor Then To Calm His Shaking Hand, And Tried To Tell Himself At Last He Had Become A Man.

[my Mother] Made The Money To Send Me.

We'll All Be Equal Under The Grass, And God's Got A Heaven For Country Trash.

My Mother Told Me To Keep On Singing, And That Kept Me Working Through The Cotton Fields. She Said God Has His Hand On You. You'll Be Singing For The World Someday.

The Gospel Of Christ Must Always Be An Open Door With A Welcome Sign For All.